Now: Check-cashing outfits like Check Into Cash, "Walk in with a check, walk out with cash!"
Once Our Pals In D.C. have whacked us back to barter: Chicken To Cash! "Walk in with chickens, walk out with silver or gold coin!" (It takes a lotta chickens per Krugerrand).
If it wasn't for the hunger, shortages, grinding poverty, upsurge in crime and civil unrest, I'd be cheerin' the filthy rats on; but I'm pushin' middle age and I have elderly relatives who already lived through one Depression, so let's please all vote as if it counted and try to put the collapse off for at least a little while. Also, I need some time to get the henhouse* built.
[singing] "...the all-new original, wholly non-digital Chicken-To-Cash...!" [/singing] Eat your eleven-herbed'n'spiced heart out, Colonel.
* Oh fer great Ghu's sake -- "henhouse" is another word Blogger and Firefox think I made up. Where do they think eggs and chicken dinners come from? Do they think Mr. Tyson synthesizes them? That's it, I'm raisin' ducks instead; the eggs are better to cook with anyway and I can claim they just wandered in.